Quotes About Absurdity

I fart in your general direction. Your mother has a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

I don't want to talk to you no more, you empty headed animal food trough wiper. I fart in your general direction. Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries.

Are you suggesting coconuts migrate?

Tis but a scratch!" "A scratch? Your arm's off!" "No it isn't." "Then what's that?" "Oh come on, pansy!

One, two, ... five!" "Three, my lord.

if it was so, it might be; and if it were so, it would be: but as it isn't, it ain't. That's logic.

That bastard crazy.

Any cube can be found on the lawn of the White House.

To recognize what is absurd and to accept it need not dim the eye for the tragic side of existence; quite on the contrary, in the end it may perhaps help in gaining a more tolerant view of the world.

Military intelligence is a contradiction in terms.

Either this man is dead or my watch has stopped.

I could dance with you till the cows come home. Better still, I'll dance with the cows and you come home." Groucho Marx was never one to pass up an opportunity for a play on words and this occurs in his dialogue of the 1933 film Duck Soup:

Why don't you bore a hole in yourself and let the sap run out?

Humor is reason gone mad.

The philosophic absurdity that often marks general beliefs has never been an obstacle to their triumph. Indeed the triumph of such beliefs would seem impossible unless on the condition that they offer some mysterious absurdity.

necesito descansar; necesito, del mismo modo que se sangra el cuerpo por cuyas henchidas venas se precipita la sangre con pletórico empuje, desahogar el cerebro, insuficiente a contener tantos absurdos.

In a world that has REALLY been turned on its head, truth is a moment of falsehood.

Tébolydában élünk; én csak egy vagyok a számtalan más ?rült közül; magántébolyom is MÁS az én szememben: úgy teszek, mintha kívül létezne a normalitás birodalma (holott belátom, tudom, élem: nincs, nem volt, nem lesz soha);

Anyhow, the hole in the doughnut is at least digestible.

Then, said Cranly, you do not intend to become a protestant? —I said that I had lost the faith, Stephen answered, but not that I had lost self-respect. What kind of liberation would that be to forsake an absurdity which is logical and coherent and to embrace one which is illogical and incoherent?

And whowasit youwasit propped the pot in the yard and whatinthe nameofsen lukeareyou rubbinthe sideofthe flureofthe lobbywith Shite! will you have a plateful? Tak.

Ullahbluh! Sehyoh narar, pokehole sann! Manhead very dirty by am anoyato. Like old Dolldy Icon when he cooked up his iggs in bicon. He gatovit and me gotafit and Oalgoak's Cheloven gut a fudden. Povar old pitschobed! Molodeztious

Dammad and Groany, into her limited (tuff, tuff, que tu es pitre!) lapse at the same slapse for towelling ends in their dolightful Sexsex home, (...)

Saas and taas and specis bizaas.